Rustle. Rustle. Russsssssstle.

　　"Yes, we`ll be fine Grandma. Don`t worry!"

　　"Just give up if anything is going to kill you." I throw my two cents in.

　　"Whatever, Old Man."

　　Discrimination.

　　Dryad gets called Grandma and I`m relegated to the Old Man` scenario?

　　This world is just not fair, not fair at all.

　　I don`t see why I had to correct my doodles anyways, they were functioning perfectly fine.

　　After my wonderful enchanting experiments Dryad had a chat with the children while I was napping.

　　They`ve taken over the whole perform in the Colosseum` thing. In exchange though, my branch was twisted into getting a bigger room, much bigger. Nothing too fancy mind you, just bigger.Unauthorized duplication: this tale has been taken without consent. Report sightings.

　　Rustle.

　　No, moving wasn`t an issue. What`s the point of mastering magic if you can`t even move a simple room like flipping over one`s hand?

　　Roll up the moss, float out the animals and trees in mana spheres, and viola!

　　Bigger room being overtaken by lush forest type stuff, presto!

　　Ruustle?

　　No, I am not dealing with the children.

　　You wanted to take them under your Dryad tits, it`s all on you now missy!

　　Anyways with the boy calling himself Flicker, and the girl calling herself Shimmer, things are much easier on me.

　　We`re in that word, yeah, a symbiotic relationship.

　　They do all the work, I get all the time I need to keep having fun.

　　That`s symbiotic, right? Right.

　　Dryad keeps manipulating the nearby plants in order to produce amazing delicacies that I`m pretty sure do not exist.

　　Things like fruits that taste good, are healthy, and build up immunity to poison.

　　The first two I can see, the third, I mean, really?

　　Rustle!

　　What reason would I have to test biological weapons out on young children? That`s crazy talk that is.

　　I would&

　　Probably&

　　I mean it does sound interesting doesn`t it?

　　RUSTLE.

　　I say, how did you discover my secret stash of recently created `moss`?

　　It`s for recreation, honest...

　　Really good reacreation, heh.

　　Rustle. Rustleee!

　　I mean, who knew tax collectors would touch brightly colored flowers like that?

　　Swish.

　　Don`t they know bright colored anything is the Godly Gardener`s method of culling stupidity?

　　When was the last time you touched a random brightly colored creature in the Amazon Forest? Never that`s what, it`s suicide, that`s what.

　　Rustle?

　　Oh, it`s a super large, super awesome, super complex forest.

　　Rustleeeeeee!

　　That sounds like tons of work&explain again why I would do something like that?

　　Rustle.

　　Wait, wait, you can teach me water manipulation with my mana?

　　&Why did it take you so long to make this offer&